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Rush

As you raise your hands to me
I crumble down onto the floor
I know you would never hit me
But I've seen this pattern before

Scars left deep within me from memory
Even the softest hand can not touch
And now these thoughts come rushing back
As you scream and rage and such

Perhaps that was your goal now....
To steal the breath from my chest
To bring back a nightmare never forgotten
It's a cruel trick to play at best

Your voice resounds around me
And I place trembling hands on my ears
And I look up to your crushing smile
Knowing your laughing among my fears

So what do you plan to do now?
Turn and walk away without a trace
This rush has left me shaken
With another scar from the look on your face

~THE FLOWING PEN~
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